Re: Jenny the Dancer


Posted by jenny on October 21, 2000 at 23:06:52:

In Reply to: Jenny the Dancer posted by romantic on October 21, 2000 at 15:48:40:

Dizzily spinning, wildly flying higher and higher, she can see the two lifeless bodies beneath her and wonders what it all means, then she feels herself drawn swiftly toward the light...suddenly pulled back "No Jennifer" a deeply masculine voice resonates in a place that is not a place at all "The light is not for you. you are not a child of the light. You are a child of darkness!" She feels herself lifted up and away, and swirling in the void, a place of dreams...she dreams of hanging by her wrists in the forest...so frightened, the terrifying sensation of being cut down, falling and the rough penetration as the hitman's cock bursts through her hymen. The horrible pain of the first fucking of her short sweet life, the sudden impact of the forced thrust as the hitman dies, foul breath and spittle on her face, rolled over and raped more and more pain... then the knife in her lung, her side, over and over in her back sobbing, little squeaking noises all she can make now, then the awful burning ripping throat... blackness... then where is she? a bedroom. she's standing in her own room looking down at a young girl sleeping in her own bed. It's the way she looked when she was a few years younger. A figure is suddenly at her side.. A very beautiful creature like a man, but not of the world she knows. Like an angel, but not an angel either. "Take the knife, Jennifer" his soft voice implores her. "fulfill your destiny." The dagger in her hand feels strangely familiar. She raises it over the form of the young Jenny. So beautiful, in her pale pink nightgown little bare feet sticking out, Jenny watches her past self breathing softly, then plunges the blade through the crotch of her pink panties and buries it in her pussy. The girl wakes with a startled shriek, clawing at the horrible pain in her sweet virginity, thrashing wildly, her pretty blue eyes wide and confused and so scared as she feels the blade twist around inside her. She kicks wildly and thrashes about as Jenny pulls the knife out and plunges it into the young beauty's belly over and over and over, hot blood splattering the room in a gushing shower. She doesn't stop untill the voice cries "Enough!" and suddenly she is falling,, falling back and back and spinning and she feels a sudden pain in her own belly and she is back in her own body and miraculously alive... "Oh God!" she clutches the huge open gash in her tummy and cries like a baby as the pain slowly gets less and less, and suddenly is gone. she is healed. and so is her boyfriend... How did this happen? She has not yet fulfilled her sentence. She must live so she can die again, and again, and again... She rises from the blood splattered floor and walks out of the room where her boyfriend lies sleeping peacefully. She runs a nice bath in the huge tub and while she waits for it to fill, she files her little toenails and polishes them with a transparent gloss with a touch of glitter. sitting on the edge of the tub as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened tonight at all. She absently hums a silly pop song she heard on the radio "Oops, I did it Again..." and wonders if next time he will be meaner yet. She wants to struggle and loose and plead for mercy that will not come because the fear and pain are the whole point of this after all.